Recommended at the price
Insatiable in appetitie
::SIGH:: - the mom is really off her rocker. Or her meds. I's not shur which. Although I am in-say-sha-ble in appetite. That's because I'M STARVING
THE MOM: - No Miles, you are not starving. You have plenty of food to eat
MILES: Lissen up "the Mom" (if that is your real name) - things around here used to be pawsome. I could
THE MOM: Miles, you are not a little kitten anymore. You cannot crawl up on my chest and lay down like you used to. You are a big boy now and you kind of crush me when you try that.
MILES: ::SNIFF SNIFF:: Now I's crushed. I loves you and that's why I want to lay on your chest. But if you say I's too fat, well then, I guess it's time for me to move on.
::packs toys in a kerchief and ties it to a pole::
BYE The Mom. I hopes that you can forgive yourself that you crushed a little kitteh's heart for trying to love you.
::goes to the door and sits::
THE MOM: Well?
MILES: Um, in order to move out, does I really haf to GO OUTSIDE?
THE MOM: Well, that's how it generally works.
MILES: So, the mom, how about a com-pro-mise? You give me all the foods I want again and I will not sit on your chest and crush you.
THE MOM: Um, how about this: I will give you SOME of the foods you want, and you can sit on my LAP.